Friday, July 22, 2011

Happy 90th Birthday to my Wonderful Grandfather!

Here's an article from The Foxboro Report about my "Papa Bridgham", who just celebrated his 90th birthday! Sure wish I was there, but so happy my family was able to get together and celebrate the patriarch in our Bridgham family.


Ninety years young
Family, friends celebrate as Charlie Bridgham still going strong
By Christine Igo Freeman
Published: Thursday, July 21, 2011 9:04 AM EDT


Charlie Bridgham, center, celebrates his 90th birthday at his former home -- now his daughter Judy’s home at 4 Mill Street -- surrounded by his children, from left: son Gary Bridgham of East Machias, Maine; daughter Judy Fraher of Foxboro; son Eric Bridgham of West Bridgewater; daughter Donna Kemp of Rockland; and daughter Janis Eastwood of Sarasota, Fla. More than 100 guests of all ages joined Charlie for a big party. (Photo by Christine Igo Freeman)

What do you give a man for his 90th birthday? If the man is Charlie Bridgham and you are one of his five children, you plan a backyard party for over 100 guests to delight him with their "presence."

That's just what happened last Saturday afternoon at 4 Mill Street. With tunes such as "Moonlight Serenade" by the Glenn Miller Orchestra and songs by Frank Sinatra filling the hot, summer air; family and friends of all ages celebrated Charlie Bridgham's latest milestone in nine decades of living.

For a man who founded a judo school, started skiing when he was in his 70s and exercises at least five days a week, this World War II Veteran claims, "I should have something else to do."

In other words, despite a heart attack in May of 2010 and knee surgery five years ago, Bridgham continues to keep moving. In fact, he worked out at his judo school the morning of his birthday party.

Charles Henry Bridgham was born on July 20, 1921 in Vermont. He is the youngest of four children and the only boy. He found his way to Foxboro after serving in World War II as a B17 crew chief navigator, drawing maps and flying over Africa. His parents and sister Thelma had moved to Foxboro, so after the war, he came here to live with them.

So began his life as a citizen of our small town.

Little did he know at the time, but there was someone else waiting for him in Foxboro besides his immediate family. The classic story of the girl next door with a slight twist, Jane Dodge was actually the girl across Mechanic Street.

It all began with a dashing black and white framed photo of Bridgham in his pilot's uniform. Jane Dodge first noticed that photo on the neighbor's piano when she was 14 years old and rumor has it there were often lipstick marks on the glass. When the man in the photo arrived in Foxboro, the two met and the rest is history.

The couple raised their five children in Foxboro moving to different houses over the years. There are three daughters -- Donna Kemp, Judy Fraher and Janice Eastwood -- and two sons, Gary and Eric Bridgham. The house on Mill Street where last Saturday's party was held now belongs to daughter Judy, who bought it from brother Eric, who bought it from his parents. The house, as Eric ,explains, "has become the family homestead."

In fact, when Charlie and Jane bought the house on Mill Street in 1979, the Curry family lived next door. The Bridgham's and Curry's are cousins.

When Charlie was approximately 40 years old, he began taking judo lessons at the Attleboro YMCA. Since that time, he has inspired several of his children to also take judo and even founded his own judo school at the old Pratt School in East Foxboro.

For the past 35 years, San Machi has been home to the Foxboro Judo Club. Currently the club has several Senseis including Bridgham and Bob Anton who runs it.

At the party were some of Bridgham's former judo students including Sara Jobin and her brother Andy Jobin. Sara started taking lessons first, but when she came home after judo class and started flipping her brother around the house, Andy quickly decided he better start taking lessons too. According to Sara, "He [Charlie] taught us so much more than judo. He taught us how to behave, be respectful and be a good person."

Al and Bill Rollins are two of Bridgham's nephews. Both shared several memories of their Uncle Charlie. Al Rollins remembers how as a boy he always liked planes and when his Uncle Charlie returned home, they both joined the Civil Air Patrol. Bill Rollins adds, "My uncle is a combination of Clark Kent and Harrison Ford. Mild-mannered on the surface with lots of adventure underneath."

Both talked about their uncle the golfer. Al explains, "Uncle Charlie plays golf too. He says he doesn't lose the balls anymore because they don't go far enough and if he does hit a ball too far, it's no good because then he can't see it."

Al still lives in New England up in Vermont, the state where his uncle and mother were born. Bill lives out on the west coast in California.

Sadly, Bridgham has been without his wife for 20 years. They were married for more than 40 years before her death. He now enjoys sharing his life with a close friend, Ann Parlato, who he met at a family wedding.

Speaking of family, Bridgham has five children, eleven grandchildren, four great grandchildren and several nieces and nephews.

When one of his many guests told him he looked wonderful, Bridgham responded with a smile, "I am wonderful!"

And he is.

Link: http://www.foxbororeporter.com/articles/2011/07/22/features/9910923.txt

Friday, July 8, 2011

Just Call Me "Unimom"

I don't know how shes does it, did it, or will continue to do it, but that Octomom is something else! Ann Curry conducted an interview with Nadya Suleman this morning on The Today Show. Oh.my.word. The whole ordeal stressed me out completely . . . and I was just viewing it through a television screen! Kids running every which way, getting into things, almost getting hurt, nearly knocking sets over, etc. . . Can't fathom the mayhem actually taking place live in Studio 1A. Ann, as usual, handled it all so very well. The Octomom, well, I'm still not sure she's right in the head.

She did look pretty well put together. Those cameras can do some cool things.

I don't think having many, many children is a bad thing, necessarily. The Duggars, for instance, seem to pull it off pretty well. But it surely not for everyone and a single mom, who is unable to provide for them, that got herself willingly into this situation . . . Ummm, yeah. I'll refrain from my spiel on only having children you can afford. *zip the lip
And, another thing, why are we calling her Octomom when she has 14 children?!?! 14!! Shouldn't she be the quattuordecmom? Oh people. They sure do make this world a very interesting place.

So, if you want to catch the craziness for yourself . . . here it is. Enjoy. Or scream. Pull your hair out. Take a deep breath.

Well, here's the link: http://today.msnbc.msn.com/id/3032633/ as the embed code is not posting correctly.

I'll gladly keep my title, Unimom! Love my one!

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Blueberry - Blueberry - Blueberry Pie

One of my favorite things about being in Maine, besides spending time with my family, enjoying the cooler temps, having no set schedule, the smell of the ocean breeze, delicious seafood . . . sorry, getting carried away . . . is baking with Maine blueberries. So much better than the high-bush, big berries you find in the supermarkets in Tennessee.

So tonight's culinary choice: Blueberry Pie. Oh, yum!

And one of my favorite things about being back home in Tennessee . . . not eating so much!!

Saturday, May 21, 2011

Charity's 1st Race

After all the excitement around our home following Dave and I completing the Country Music 1/2 Marathon, Charity, as the only child she is, was feeling slightly left out.

Solution: have her complete her own race. So, I found this cool little 5K (Ellie's Run for Africa) for us to do together. It worked out perfectly as Dave had to work, so we didn't really have a lot going on this Saturday. The money goes for a great cause and the entire event was very well done, geared toward family fun. We'll probably do it again next year.

Charity seemed to enjoy herself, getting a little tired and somewhat distracted, but enjoyed "passing" people. Though that didn't last long when she'd stray off the course to catch cicadas! They'd soon pass her and be way ahead as I tried to keep her on track.

But she completed it and even beat her mom by 3 seconds! :)

Here's our stats:

Age Grp Place - O'All - Bib # - Sex Place - Name - Age - Gun Time - Chip Time - Pace
10 . . . . . . . . . . . . 361 . . 523 . . . . 189 . . . . . Charity . 7 . 44:01 . . . . 43:10 . . . . 13:56

18 . . . . . . . . . . . . 362 . . 522 . . . . 190 . . . . . Diana . 32 . 44:04 . . . . 43:14 . . . . 13:57

They even had a photo booth! Here we are:
So proud of my little monkey, her willingness to do this and persistence to keep going!

Saturday, March 19, 2011

Sleepover Fun!

Charity had her friend, Clata, over last night. Their class is doing the "Flat Stanley " thing over Spring Break, so it made it for double the fun!
The original plan was to go bowling, but it was such a beautiful evening (and without ANY resistance) we convinced the girls to go to park, where we stayed until dark . . . and then, of course, onto Sweet Cece's.

All went well and I think both girls really enjoyed themselves. I actually thought they even got some sleep . . . until Charity voluntarily decided on a 3-hour nap this afternoon. Guess that's party of a sleepover, too!

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Happy St. Patrick’s Day from We Three Cooks!

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We have a dear lil’, or should I say, flat friend here celebrating this lucky day with us! Hope he likes Shepard’s Pie, Green Sprite and mint chocolate-chip ice cream, because that’s what’s on the menu. We’re celebrating a little early, because Daddy will be busy Thursday evening and he’s doing the cooking.

Hope your St. Patty’s day is blessed . . . I leave you with this little Irish prayer I came across today:

May those who love us, love us;
and those who don't love us,
may God turn their hearts;
and if He doesn't turn their hearts,
may he turn their ankles
so we'll know them by their limping.

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Skype . . . iPhone Style!

I have officially figured out how to Skype on the my iPhone! Yay, me!! I’m a little slow. So here’s hoping this will open more opportunities to Skype with Nana, we hope. Maybe if they create App that adds more hours to your day, that might help.

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And, . . . okay, so now, just maybe, I take back a couple of the mean things I have said about this crazy little Apple.

Monday, March 7, 2011

I Really Do Learn Something New [Almost] Everyday

So neat to learn today I can blog from my phone!! I like to think this is going to change my blogging-life as I know it, but I'm still missing one thing . . . time!

But in the mean, I sure hope this results in at least a few more entries of family milestones and memories, more (though poor quality) pictures and additional random babblings. Be warned . . . but not too scared!

Friday, March 4, 2011

My 2011 *dream* Easter Dress

Yes, if I could justify spending $400 on an Easter Dress, this would SO be my dress this Easter. It makes me so happy. :) Rainbows rock.

'kate

Weeeeeeee!!

Saturday, February 19, 2011

Overnight Adventure

Oh little, Charity. I miss you so. You spent last night with your Girl Scout Troop at the Adventure Science Center. We’re about an hour away for when we pick you up. I can’t wait to see you and hear about all the fun you had!! You seem to enjoy sleeping over, such a different girl than the one that I had to struggle to drop off at Kindergarten almost daily. I’m so proud of how big you’ve become, so quickly. So wish I was better at blogging it. But I love you, know that. I’m sure today you’ll be overtired and cranky, but that’s all part of sleepover “fun”. A nap will definitely be in order . . . and maybe mom can blog about all the fun you had!

Thursday, February 17, 2011

Thursday, January 20, 2011

Stopping By

Awwww, January 20 . . . 1st day here of the new year. Yep, I'm a real serious blogger. Not. Man. Someday. And so much of precious, sweet Charity's life is flying by and she does the cutest things. Life's not too bad. We miss Gramma. 2nd grade is half over. We're having a very snowy winter. Fashion is lovely. And I miss blogging it all. Going to try and get the mobile thing set up once and for all. I can do it! If not . . . well, until next month, right?!?

Friday, January 14, 2011

Love, love, love the new year of kate spade!!

This just makes me think it's going to GOOD year!! Falling in love with kate spade all over again, not sure how I got away from her amazing style. YAY for color all year long!!


Thursday, December 2, 2010

Today Show goes Viral!

Charity and I enjoyed watching this so much this morning. Fun! Now I just want to work for "The Today Show"!

Thursday, November 18, 2010

Getting In the Spirit

Well, I had good intentions of doing real family pictures this year, the kind someone else actually takes. - Though I must admit over the years, Gramma has done a really good job capturing the three of us for our annual Christmas card. - But, you know, the real deal: making an appointment, setting the location, outfit changes, different backgronds and poses, etc. . . . all that fun stuff. And although Dave's always been so hesitant about the whole "family photo" process, I think after the 50 pounds he's shed over this past year I probably could have talk him into it . . . finally.

Here we are in the middle of November . . . and, ummm, I guess it's not going to happen.

Oh well, what can you do? Moving on with Plan B, which I actually have. (I don't get my hopes up about actually ever having family pictures done. That's happened ONCE in our 13 years of marriage!) Last year, I just happened to capture an amazing picture of Charity in front of our lit-tree. Don't know how it happened, everything was perfect, for once. It probably won't happen again ever, so I guess I better do something special with this extra-special shot.

I knew this picture would make a great photo card, but I never dreamed Shutterfly would have exactly the card I had pictured in my head when I saw the picture. Amazing! I'm so excited to order them and even more excited to send them out! And I think this is going to work out better than Plan A. Thank you, Shutterfly!

They've got lots of designs to choose from. You should take a look:
- Christmas Cards: http://www.shutterfly.com/cards-stationery/christmas-cards
- Holiday Cards: http://www.shutterfly.com/cards-stationery/holiday-cards
- Photo Cards: http://www.shutterfly.com/cards-stationery

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- Personalized Photo Mug: http://www.shutterfly.com/photo-gifts/photo-mugs
- Wall Calendars: http://www.shutterfly.com/calendars/wall-calendars

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Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Ready for 2011!

Oh, my lovely life. And it's Monday. Figures. They're always the worst.

I was kinda' hoping in the back of my mind that this month, November, was going to be better than the last couple. Been a little rough. September was awful. Then October my BlackBerry crashed causing me enormous headache and trouble that I'm still dealing with.

So today, November 1st. I think surely things have to get better. Ha! That would be way too easy.

Charity and I leave her $133 dentist appointment only to have to return in a few days for her to get either a couple-hundred-dollar-filling or a $410 crown, they don't know which. They won't know until they get "in" there. Ok. We'll figure that out. We have dental insurance, it's just the dentist we are currently going to does not accept our insurance. Must switch dentist. Must figure out soon. Still stress. Will do.

Then hop in the car to this:

Yes, the lovely check engine light on. In the car we just got back from the $1300 shop visit. Oh, lovely. Did I mention how great life's going currently?

Oh well, it's bound to get better . . . or worse. Either or, we'll deal with it and move on, because that's life and that's just what you do. However, here's hoping 2011 is better.

Sunday, October 31, 2010

Hard Halloween

We really did have a great day. Church this am and then Trunk-or-Treat tonight. Then Charity and Daddy decided to go around the neighborhood while I passed out treats back at home. It was a busy day, but we did it. Charity was a purple crayon and I was a sheet of white paper. We even squeezed Skyping Nana and Grampa in there so they could (sorta') see our costumes (bad web cam). Hopefully I can get some pictures up??? I've been blogging, but not that good, with the pics and all. So maybe. Someday.

After Charity and I spend what seemed like forever washing our hair of the dyes, we were changing into our jammies, ready to head downstairs and enjoy her bounty, when it hit her. Weird. You just never know. I can kind of just tell when it's going to happen. She walked in my room in Gramma's nightgown that she has inherited. She said, "I miss Gramma. I took my picture frame off my shelf. (A picture of her and grandma.) I kissed her. I know it's not really her. But, . . . " And that's all she said.

Oh, it broke my heart. I burst and she just let me hug her and squeeze her tight and cry on her shoulder. She's become such a strong little girl over the last month. I told her, like I always do, it's okay to cry. "I know, Mom. I just can't." I know. I understand. After a few minutes, I said we need to go downstairs and get some candy, trying to gather myself and cheer her up. She replied, "No." and just kept hugging me.

I was missing Gramma all day. The squeal of joy she would have let out upon seeing Charity in her costume. Picking through all the candy and giving Gramma the Dots, they're her favorite. The praise for our creativity. Reminding Charity to brush her teeth after every piece of candy. Just being able to spend another holiday with those you love.

Even on Halloween, though not my favorite holiday, we miss Gramma. But I guess that makes perfect sense, because we miss her every day.

So, . . . Happy Halloween, Gramma!

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

1st Month Anniversary

Today it's been a month. A month without Gramm. But a month that Gramma's been with Jesus, healed, pain-free. And while, Dave and I were chatting, we feel like the month has been very busy, it feels like an eternity since she's been gone. Most days a struggle, hard to get through, but we do it, somehow.

We cried and morned, but the neatest thing happened today. Somehow Charity got on the subject of what happens to babies when they die. And that's when we remembered about the child Gramma had before Dave that she had lost prematurely. She had said she was looking forward to meeting this child in heaven one day. It was weird because we had never really remember this until today. She has finally met her first child!! This little thought blessed us so, gave a peace in our hearts on this grievous day. It's just like the Lord to do that. He is good.

Gramma, hope you've had a good month with Jesus. We're so happy you met your little angel. How special! I like to think it was a girl, but I don't know. Now you do. God's ways are so good, we do not understand them, but press forward with Him. You life has thought us that is what's best. And we're looking forward to the day when we're all together. Every one of us in our heavenly home as one big, happy family. Love you!

Saturday, October 23, 2010

Charity's New Favorite Commercial

This week at Grumpy and Meme's house, we all had to cease our conversations and be quiet every time this commercial came on. Charity is loving it. I guess it is pretty cute.

Monday, October 18, 2010

Good-bye, Gramma.

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Today’s the day, we said our “final” good-bye to Gramma. It was a very short, just family, not a big deal affair, just what she wanted, at the location she chose. The same beach her husband was scattered at.

The sun shone bright as we walked as a family, all 8 of us, to find a quite spot on Coast Guard beach. When we spotted a seal, we decided that was a “sign”, so we decided that would be the location. Dave did well, we both hung in there, and Charity ran frolicking all over the beach . . . just what Gramma would have wanted.

Such a final process. Such a hard day. Being with family was nice. But Saturday we fly back to Nashville and we’re just dreading that empty house. Gramma’s always there when we get back from our trips away.

But, as we were headed back to Westfield from the Cape we passed a billboard in this very left-winged, blue non-Bible Belt state:

1 Corinthians 10:13

No testing has overtaken you that is not common to everyone. God is faithful, and He will not let you be tested beyond your strength, but with the testing He will also provide the way out so that you may be able to endure it.

Thank you, God!

Sunday, October 17, 2010

6 Coventry Place, Sandwich, MA

Today we took “Gramma” by her old house today. Thought we’d show Charity were Gramma lived for many of the years of her life and where we used to come and visit her often. A special time for Charity and I, though she doesn’t remember it, is when she and I came and stayed a week with Gramma after her husband passed away. It was March, but we got the stroller out and would take walks each day and keep Gramma company as she prepared for another chapter in her life, moving up to Maine with us.

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So here it is, Gramma. Awful, isn’t it?

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This house used to be a cute little cape, before she sold it in 2004. If I were at home, I’d show the before and after pictures. We knew they had plans of making it a two story home. But it looked just hideous, with cars being worked on in the driveway, junk all around, complete with a gentleman bent over working on an engine . . . much needing to pull up his pants. Yikes. And my reason for not getting a real great picture.

Well, that made it a little easier to move on from there.  

But it’s hard being on the Cape. The place Gramma lived and loved. She loved the Tennessee weather, but missed the ocean.

We drove down to Coast Guard beach, where she is to be scattered. The ocean just has this thing, it’s very emotional. Dave and I have both agreed this is going to be a lot harder than we thought. So after we found a hotel and got some dinner this evening, we went and got ourselves some tissues for tomorrow . . . because, we know we’re going to need them.

Monday, October 11, 2010

Grandma & I


Had a little melt down today . . . saw a white-haired lady walking out of Pizza Hut holding hands will a bouncy little girl dressed in pink from her rubber rain boots to the tippy top of her umbrella. Made me miss Gramma, and for Charity. :( Ouch.

But overall things are getting better. When my mind thinks of Gramma, it is starting to adjust. I don't have the gut-wrenching pain in my chest like it just happened when she comes to my mind. But instead my brain tells me, it's okay, Diana. She's not here, she's happy with Jesus. It still hurts, but we're making progress.

Still miss you so, Gramma!

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

One Day Closer

I've finally figured it out. It doesn't get easier. The sting is still there, but we are able to make it through another day because we know that brings us one day closer to being together again!

Dave and I were chatting with Charity and told her Jesus knows the very day each of us will get to Heaven.

Gramma always kept calendars for Charity when an important day was coming up so she could cross off the days that went by and keep track of the "how long . . .". I told Charity I think Gramma's keeping a calendar of "Days until Charity (Mommy & Daddy) gets to Heaven". Each day she crosses off another block. We explained to Charity how a day in Heaven is like a year here on Earth, so it would be going by much faster for Gramma, like when you're having fun.

So for us, we'll hang in there another day, for Gramma she'll enjoy rejoicing another day. But that just makes us one day closer to being together again!!

Monday, October 4, 2010

Adjustments

It's been a week. A very long week. But thank the Lord we've made it through a week.

Gramma, I think we've figured out a morning schedule that will work for the 3 of us. You're right. Charity eats more in front of the TV, so we've moved the sofa table you bought her upstairs and now our "No food in the family room" rule is gone. But whatever it takes to make a smoother morning and get something in Charity's belly. You knew. I pray that God gives us the wisdom you had. You knew just what to do with Charity and what worked best for her, because you love her so much.

And burrrr . . . is it cold. Low 50's this morning when Charity and I left for school. We knew you never liked these chilly temperatures and felt so trapped in Maine, because of all the snow. But you "escaped" this cold weather just in time! Lucky! But by the end of the week, it shouldn't be so bad. See if you can work out something up there so our winter's not that bad . . . and I'll promise to take Charity out more than I normally would! :) You'd be proud: Dave or I take her out every day. And she's been riding her bike with us when we jog. We can only do about 2 miles, but that's a lot for her little legs! Gramma, we love and miss you so much!

Friday, October 1, 2010

A New Routine

We’re trying to figure this out. All life’s little changes. Pick up all the amazing things Gramma did. Charity went down there every morning for breakfast. Monday through Friday before school. Saturday when I was sleeping in or out early doing errands. Sunday when Dave and I were busy with church activities. Charity was hanging at Gramma’s getting a yummy start to her day.

Tuesday and Wednesday morning, Dave and Charity went down for breakfast at Gramma’s. And then since we had to bring all the food up . . . which was incredibly hard. Who knew we’d have a breakdown cleaning out the fridge. Or carrying her cookies upstairs to our pantry. The last bag of lettuce she bought. Her candy. The crackers she always had on hand. Gramma had things well stocked. But she’s always had such a mouse and pest problem in the past, so we were worried without a lot going on down there, they might take over. Thursday Dave moved the “breakfast routine” upstairs to our kitchen. Of course, Charity adjusted no problem. I can’t even get over how resistant this kid is. Gramma  probably prayed that she be okay with this all, that’s something she would have done.

Today is Dave’s first day back to work. So our plan is to keep our routine about the same. Dave will get her breakfast, then he’ll head up to work and I’ll continue getting ready, leaving Charity downstairs for about 45 minutes by herself enjoying her breakfast and watching Curious George as she did at Gramma’s.

She did ok. But it was bothering me. Ouch. She’s down their all alone, when I’m getting ready and she used to have Gramma waiting on her hand and foot. We’ve got to figure something out.

So I asked her when she came up at 7:30am to get her hair done, “Charity, do you like being downstairs by yourself? Are you okay?”

Her reply, “No, but it’s what I have to do.”

Oh, I love her. She was ok, she knows it’s just how life’s going to be. I can learn a lot from her. But I’m going to try and figure out this routine, so she’s not alone, at least not during the time she was usually with Gramma. Someway, somehow . . . we’ll figure it out. It’s what we have to do.

Thursday, September 30, 2010

Getting There

Oh, it's working! It's not getting easier; just more accustom to the stinging pain. My brain actually feels like it's starting to work again. It's thinking beyond the pain, which is good.

I know Gramma's having a beautiful day in Heaven. It's absolutely beautiful here in Nashville today. Mid 70's. Dave's been meeting me and taking me to lunch the past couple days. Today we went to The Picnic Cafe for the first time. It was so girl-y, quaint, with a big selection of baked goods to choose from and we both thought the same thing: "Mom would like this place." I'm sure she's enjoying a lovely picnic of her own today! It's been so nice to have these little breaks during the day with Dave, we both catch up on our feelings and he lets me know what he's accomplished for the day. Tomorrow Dave goes back to work, but I think he's ready. He's got much of the loose ends tied up. I guess it will good to develop some sort of a regular routine. But I will miss him. I won't work a full day tomorrow to help adjust, next week we'll see what I can do.

Dave felt to call the doctor today to get more closure on what actually happened Monday. He was worried that Mom had suffered. But all signs appear as no. The doctor believes it was probably her heart, as we all suspected. And because she passed during the cat scan, it shows there were no blockages or eruption of her intestines, which would have been a very painful ending for Mom. Not the case, it was very quick and painless. Just what Mom wanted, probably exactly what she prayed for Sunday night when she was at alter for prayer. Heal me completely or take me.

I am coming to grip with her time with Charity. I just long she could have had more years. But Dave and I have discussed how 7 is God's number of completion. Gramma had 7 years with Charity. And though I would like 10 more and 10 more and 10 more on top of that. I have to accept God's will and know that Gramma is happier and pain-free. It is just so hard and hard to explain in words. I had Charity "for" Mom. I love Charity, but I wasn't planning to have children until God changed my heart because of Mom's prayers and her desire. Though she never said a word to me, she took all her supplications to the Lord. I tell the Lord, I knew I couldn't do this on my own, I did this for Gramma. She has always been there for me and helped me with Charity. I'm trying not be selfish, but I feel bad for Charity. I will never be the sweet and loving soul Gramma was to her. I LOVE her so much, but Gramma, that's some big soft slippers to fill! I trust God will give me strength and know He does ALL things WELL.

Since my brain has decided to start working again, I must return to my work. I think it's taken me all week to do 2 hours of work. I am so thankful my boss is on vacation and I have the entire office to myself for my frequent tear breaks, multiple phone calls and constant spacing out! I promised him I'd have it all together when he returned next Tuesday . . . I hope I do. With God's help!

Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Isn't this supposed to get easier?

I don't really know what's going on. We're on day 2 since Gramma left for Heaven and I'm still dying inside. I keep asking myself how does one live after [a loved] one dies? I know it's possible. Just trying to stay strong and take one minute at a time. Wow! I know the cares of life will drag me down and schedules will fill, but I do appreciate the love for life and others and having correct priorities in prospective that this is teaching me. But why such a hard lesson? Wish I had figured it out a lot sooner.

I know I was having a rough day. Didn't sleep much last night and I'm sure the over tired state I'm in is not helping anything. Went down to Gramma's while Dave was taking Charity to school and like I've often done, I audibly called out "Mom." And I was sincerely praying inside she would come around the corner from her bedroom as she had so many times before and I would wake up from this awful nightmare. :'( It didn't happen.

Actually, my purpose in heading down there was to see what she had for laundry so I could wash it. So after I realized what I was supposed to do, I gathered some clothes she had and her basket of wash and set it on the stairs.

Dave and I both have been completely avoiding "the bag" the funeral home gave us of her belongings. He did take her library book out and we have returned all the books she had checked out. Since I was doing her laundry, I figured I'd go ahead and tackle it. Just a small plastic bag stuffed with a few items, how could it be so daunting?

We had already set her glasses and watch on the counter. Ouch. First thing I pulled out was her shoes. Breakdown. Sobbing. I carried them into her bedroom and set them on her closet floor and that's when I heard her say, "Diana, I got new shoes!" knowing how much I appreciate SHOES!!! Oh, it blessed my heart. It was so real. It is hard to explain if you haven't been in this place. And Dave and I are trying to explain that to Charity. It's like you hear her in your heart, not your ears.

Clinging to the happy thought, I was able to complete the task of "the bag". And I know Mom would be so proud of me. Actually, she would say chuck it all, but I'm not there yet. I took out her skirt and slip and put it in the wash basket. Not sure what happened with the shirt she had on Monday, but it wasn't in the bag. The final items that remained were her panties and stockings and with Mom's "help" I threw them away!! She would be so proud! I told Dave when he returned home and we both chuckled. You just can't imagine how hard it is, until you've been to this place. Those items, nothing I would usually want anything to do with, become so "special". They were what she had on her last day here.

But, I do know it will get more bearable with time. Probably never easy, but the good memories and the kind thoughts and prayers of friends and family are helping so much.

Gramma, I know you were never into "things". It was all just stuff to you. You would say throw it all away. I'll get there, with time. And so it reminds me of the verse that changed your life, Ecclesiastes 2:11. I LOVE YOU, GRAMMA and am still learning from you daily!!

Ecclesiastes 2
Pleasures Are Meaningless

1. I thought in my heart, "Come now, I will test you with pleasure to find out what is good." But that also proved to be meaningless. 2. "Laughter," I said, "is foolish. And what does pleasure accomplish?" 3. I tried cheering myself with wine, and embracing folly—my mind still guiding me with wisdom. I wanted to see what was worthwhile for men to do under heaven during the few days of their lives.

4. I undertook great projects: I built houses for myself and planted vineyards. 5. I made gardens and parks and planted all kinds of fruit trees in them. 6. I made reservoirs to water groves of flourishing trees. 7. I bought male and female slaves and had other slaves who were born in my house. I also owned more herds and flocks than anyone in Jerusalem before me. 8. I amassed silver and gold for myself, and the treasure of kings and provinces. I acquired men and women singers, and a harem [a] as well—the delights of the heart of man. 9. I became greater by far than anyone in Jerusalem before me. In all this my wisdom stayed with me.

10. I denied myself nothing my eyes desired;
I refused my heart no pleasure.
My heart took delight in all my work,
and this was the reward for all my labor.

11. Yet when I surveyed all that my hands had done
and what I had toiled to achieve,
everything was meaningless, a chasing after the wind;
nothing was gained under the sun.

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Breakfast with Jesus

Dave’s taking most of this week off and though we don’t have funeral arrangements to prepare, as Gramma didn’t wish for that, he’s got lots of “stuff” to do. We’re trying to keep Charity’s routine the same, so he brought her down to “Gramma’s” for breakfast and they ate her food. When she came up at her normal 7:30am to finish getting ready for school, I asked Charity if she missed Gramma. She responded, “No.” As I was sobbing inconsolably. Kids. They’re so resilient. I think they just don’t understand the gap caused by a loss. But as an adult we can see what Charity will miss over the year. Nevertheless, we believe that Charity’s peace is probably just another result of Gramma’s prayers. I’m sure she thought of this. And prayed protection for Charity’s heart and mind.

Flashback to 9.27.2010: Dave and I both decided to pick up Charity yesterday from school, since I didn’t feel I could do it myself. We brought Gramma’s car, since I had told her Gramma was picking her up, I wanted her to at least see the right car, which Dave and I had retrieved from the Oncology Center where Gramma had parked it that morning. I made him drive it home. We talked on our cell phones the whole way home. The alone silence is so hard. And when it was time to pick up Charity from school, just seeing a piece of Gramma hair started a stream of emotions. :'(

Such a beautiful day, Monday was. The beautiful blue skies, finally cooler weather. Gramma definitely would have been sitting outside enjoying it. Reading her bible, doing her devotions on the back patio in her green chair with the sun shining on her. She loved this weather.

Our plan was to sit down with Charity in the living room and explaining what had happened. But Charity wanted to go outside. So we moved our discussion to the back porch. As a kid, you just know something’s up. So as Dave fumbled around to find the right words, Charity burst into tears. “You mean Gramma died?” Her little heart. It broke mine, again. She cried for a few minutes. We all decided to go to Gramma’s place and look at the “Grandma Remembers” book she has been working on for Charity. We had given her this book when we told her we were pregnant. We actually wrapped it in a baby blanket and gave it to her for Christmas that year as the way of telling her. That’s a day none of us will ever forget! That book is so full of everything. Charity is going to love and cherish it. Gramma kept a journal of important dates in it. We flipped through it, but barely scratched the surface of all the love flowing through it. Yet another of Gramma’s selfless acts. And a reminder to me to keep up the blog. Gramma loved it and I know it will bless Charity someday. Gramma knew where the priorities were. These are things that live on, not the clean house or the neatly folded laundry. But the things you do for your family. I need to and will try harder.

Gramma, I hope you’re enjoying your first breakfast with Jesus. I hope Heaven’s got those good kind of donuts we like. The kind Dunkin Donuts has. Eat as many as you want! And the yummy muffins. The ones we used to get at Hannaford with the cinnamon chips or the butterscotch chips. Those ones that had at least a stick of butter in each muffin! And fresh fruit. I’m sure it’s the best fruit ever! Miss you so much. And though Charity says she didn’t, you and I both know she does. Can’t wait to join you for breakfast someday. For now, I’m off to work. It will be hard, but I know you would want us to continue on our normal routine. And just sitting around here makes me miss you so much. Chris flies to England for the Ryder Cup today, so I need to know what I’m supposed to do while he’s gone. I know if you were here, I’d go downstairs and find you watching it. You liked watching golf. Probably reminded you of Dave O. I LOVE YOU, GRAMMA. Enjoy your first full day in Heaven!